Dash Rip Rock is the legendary New Orleans trio known for their high-octane roots rock. SPIN says Dash Rip Rock is “undeniably the South’s greatest rock band.” The New York Times calls Dash Rip Rock “skillful musicians with a penchant for getting reliably wild….” No Depression raves that DRR’s recent albums prove that Dash is “one of the greatest bands working today.” In 2012, Dash Rip Rock was inducted into the Louisiana Music Hall of Fame.
Heralded for tight musicianship, live wild shows, and Bill Davis's guitar work, over 25 years the band has amassed an eclectic following. Though Dash Rip Rock is often credited with being one of the early pioneers of the musical genre known as “country punk,” "cowpunk," and alt-country music that combines elements of rock with country and outlaw country with punk rock, DRR has always been a roots-based band inspired by a variety of styles, including rock, country, soul, and power pop. "Their roots sound’s supercharged with energy and an overdose of irreverence, delivered with crunchy bar band swagger," Creative Loafing writes.
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